Quotes About Bravery

Jake the trapeze artist was a man who stared death in the face, while most nights I stared television in the face.

But there's nothing wrong with being scared. I think everyone's a little scared. Even the government.

Americans like happy history—narratives that make us look smart, brave, and exceptional. We want a history that has been cherry-picked, one that ignores our mistreatment of the weak and disfavored—a history that can be celebrated at picnics, parades, and in smug conversations. This approach to history is neither honest nor mature.

As we become more courageous, getting on with life becomes more valuable than the narcotic comforts of the status quo.

Yes is the brave ally of serenity; no is the scared accomplice of anxiety.

When President Franklin D. Roosevelt said, "The only thing we have to fear is fear itself," he was dead wrong. It's the absence of fear that we should fear.

Where there are kings, there must be the greatest cowards. For men's souls are enslaved and refuse to run risks readily and recklessly to increase the power of somebody else. But independent people, taking risks on their own behalf and not on behalf of others, are willing and eager to go into danger, for they themselves enjoy the prize of victory.

We cannot banish dangers, but we can banish fears. We must not demean life by standing in awe of death.

I'm sick of not having the courage to be an absolute nobody.

If you are not willing to look stupid, nothing great is ever going to happen to you.

And when all the lights have gone out, such as is the case in the modern era, we must look at the brilliance which shines in far off places, and journey to it. We must bring the Grail back to The People. It is up to us to undertake a most perilous journey. Success isn't guaranteed. But we go forth regardless. Do you have the courage to join us?

WHO DARES WINS

It was clear that being mentally prepared to die was not quite the same as staring death in the face.

The man was a hero. He had given his life to save not just his son and Gabz, but all the children of the town.

In heart-stoppingly* eye-wateringly* bum-clenchingly* measure.

He hasn't run away from home. You can't run away from what you don't have.

those who can most truly be accounted brave are those who best know the meaning of what is sweet in life and what is terrible, and then go out, undeterred, to meet what is to come. —PERICLES

Keep driving," said a soft voice in my ear. "She will not bite if you keep driving." Fuck that. Fuck that idea like the fucking Captain of the Thai Fuck Team fucking at the fucking Tour de Fuck.

I reached out and, with a small move of my body, did something that would change my life forever. I gently moved Amy aside and stepped down ahead of her, putting myself between her and the shadows.

I glanced at Badly Drawn Jesus, then pulled the gun from my pocket. On Judgment Day, I'd be able to proudly state that when I thought the hordes of Hell were coming for a local girl, I stood ready to shoot at them with a small-caliber pistol.

John says the men threw him down and intended to execute him, at which point he kicked one of the men in the face and backflipped to his feet. He then wrestled away the man's gun and "dick-whipped" him with it. I am unclear as to whether or not this means he struck the man in the groin or merely slapped him in the same manner in which he would slap a person with his dick.

We're like one German soldier alone on the beaches of Normandy on D-Day, holding a sharp stick.

Do you hear the ticking, Mallory, my brave, foolish, young pilot? Time—it ticks, it runs, it twists, it dilates, shrinks, and kills, and one day for each of us, no matter what we do, it stops. Stops, do you hear me?

The enemy fought with savage fury, and met death with all its horrors, without shrinking or complaining: not one asked to be spared, but fought as long as they could stand or sit.